Out there on my mission And I'm usually dressed in black I'm fetching my nutrition As I feed my heart-attack I face tomorrow with the same old plastic smile Think I can escape what I deny A struggle for positions The race could break your neck The front-page brings the news of missing kids What the heck Dreaming as you go mad Bleeding really bad What's it gonna be? Give it all to me Black Dreaming as you go mad Bleeding really bad What's it gonna be? Give it all to me What's it gonna be Living to be free Dancing on the edge As if your mind is getting sick Swearing for yourself And still the higher boot you lick We face tomorrow with the same old plastic smile Think we escape what we deny Replace the sorrow with an empty bag of lies Then cross your heart and hope to die, my friend What's it gonna be? Give it all to me What's it gonna be Living to be free What's it gonna be? Give it all to me What's it gonna be Living to be free